Fortunately it started to rain a short time later, which put the fire out.

What made that episode even more unnerving was that unlike being on a peak, there was nothing that would make you think that particular spot would get hit. It was one of those alpine "parks", generally pretty flat ground with clumps of trees and small lakes scattered about. The tree was not any higher or more conspicuous than any of the hundreds of other trees around. It all seemed rather random....

After that bolt hit, we did as the books suggest. We got out away as far as we could from any other trees and squatted on our ensolite pads till the storm passed. After the thunderhead moved out and the rain stopped, it turned into a beautiful mountain evening.